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HK6! for the Sun who scattered 
into flight ] 

The Stars before him from the 
field of JVigbt, 
Drives JSigbt along with them from fieav'n, and strikes 
Zbc Sultan's 'Curret witb a Shaft of Light* 

II 

Before the phantom of false morning died, 

JMetbougbt a Voice within the 'Cavern cried, 

"Cdben all the Cemple is prepared within, j 
Cttby nods the drowsy Hlorsbipper outside ?" 





]N[D, as the Coch crew, those who 
stood before 

The Cavern shouted — "Open then 
the Door! 

^ou know how little while we have to stay, 

Hnd, once departed, may return no more/' 

IV 

flow the ]^ew Y ear reviving old Desires, 
Che thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires, 

Adhere the Qfcice Rhito of JMoses on the Bough 
puts out, and Jesus from the ground suspires. 




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RHJM indeed is gone with all bis 

Rose, 

Hnd 'Jaroskyd's Sev'n-ring'd Cup 
where no one knows; 



But still a Ruby kindles in tbe Vine, 
Hnd many a Garden by tbe Slater blows* 

VI 

Hnd David's lips are locht; but in divine 

fiigb-piping peblevi', with "dine! Kline! Sline! 

Red Hline ! " — tbe JVigbtingale cries to tbe Rose 
Xlbat sallow cbeefe of bers to' incarnadine. 




OJMe, fill tbc Cup, and in the fire 

of Spring 
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fling t 

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Zo flutter — and the Bird is on the OOUng* 



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Hlbetber at J^aisbapur or Babylon, 
HIbetber tbe Cup witb sweet or bitter run, 

*Cbe Sline of Life keeps oozing drop by drop, 
^be Leaves of Life keep falling one by one* 





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HCfi JMorn a thousand Roses brings, 
you say ; j 

Yes, but where leaves the Rose of 
Yesterday ? j 

Hnd this first Summer month that brings the Rose 
Shall take ^zmsbyd * ncl Kaifeobad away* 



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(Hell, let it take them ! Ottbat have we to do 
Qlitb Kaikobad the 6reat, or Kaihbosru? 

Let Zal and Rustum bluster as they will, 
Or fiatim call to Supper — heed not you. 






TCfi me along the strip of fierbage 
strewn 

jTIbat just divides the desert from 
tbe sown, 

CQbcre name of Slave and Sultan is forgot — 

And peace to JMabmiid on bis golden XTbrone! 

XII 

H Boofe of Verses undemeatb tbe Bougb r 

H jfug of dine, a Loaf of Bread — and 'Cbou 

Beside me singing in tbe QKlderness — 
Ob, HIilderness were paradise enow! 









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0JM6 for the Glories of tbis 

(Oorld; and some 
Sigb for the prophet's paradise 
to come; 

Hb, take tbe Casb, and let tbe Credit go, 
JVor beed tbe rumble of a distant Drum ! 

XIV 

Look to tbe blowing Rose about us — "Lo, 

Laugbing," sbe says, "into tbe world I blow, 

Ht once tbe silken tassel of my purse 
Cear, and its 'Treasure on tbe Garden throw*" 





f4D those who husbanded the 6olden 

grain, 
Hnd those who flung it to the winds 

like Rain, 



Hlike to no such aureate Garth are turn'd 
Hs, buried once, JMen want dug up again. 

XVI 
The Hlorldly Rope men set their fiearts upon 
turns Hsbes — or it prospers; and anon, 

Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty face, 
Lighting a little hour or two — was gone. 



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RIJSK, in this batter'd Caravan- 
serai 
Qlbose portals are alternate flight 
and Day, 
Row Sultan after Sultan with bis pomp 
Hbode bis destin'd fiour, and went bis way* 

xvm 

They say tbe Lion and tbe Lizard keep 
*Cbe Courts where ^amsbyd gloried and drank deept 
Hnd Babram, tbat great fiunter — tbe Hlild Hss 
Stamps o'er bis Read, but cannot break bis Sleep* 






XIX 
SOJMeOJMeS think that never 

blows so red 



'Cbe Rose as where some buried 



Caesar bled; 
T^bat every ftyacintb tbe Garden wears 
Dropt in ber Lap from some once lovely Read* 

XX 

Hnd tbis reviving fierb whose tender Green 

fledges tbe River-Lip on which we lean — 

Hb, lean upon it lightly! for who knows 
from what once lovely Lip it springs unseen ! 





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XXI 
fi, my Beloved, fill the Cup tbat 

clears 

To-DHY of past Regret and future 
.^-^ — — ^^A fears : 

To-morrow! — Cttby, To-morrow I may be 

JVIyself witb ytstnAxfs Sev'n thousand ^cars* 

XXU 

for some we loved, the loveliest and the best 
Cbat from bis Vintage rolling Time batb prest, 

* 

Rave drunfe tbeir Cup a Round or two before, 
Hnd one by one crept silently to rest. 






xxm 

fiD we that now make merry in 

the Room 
Zbcy left, and Summer dresses in 

new bloom, 

Ourselves must we beneath the Coucb of 6artb 

Descend — ourselves to make a Coucb — for whom ? liS^SJ 

XXIV 



Hb, mahe tbe most of what we yet may spend, 
Before we too into tbe Dust descend; 

Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie, 
Sans Sline, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans Gnd ! 



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XXV 

HK6 for those who for To-dhy 

prepare, 

Htid those that after some To- 
morrow stare, 



H JVluezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries, 
" fools! your Reward is neither fiere nor There." 

XXVI 
Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'd 

Of the two Worlds so wisely — they are thrust 

Like foolish prophets forth ; their Words to Scorn 

Hre scatter'd, and their JYIoutbs are stopt with Dust. 





XXVII 
Y86tf when young did eagerly 

frequent 

Doctor and Saint, and beard great 
argument 
Hbout it and about: but evermore 
Came out by tbe same door where in I went* 

XXVIII 
HKtb tbem tbe seed of 33isdom did I sow, 

Brtd with mine own band wrought to make it grow ; 

Hnd tbis was all tbe Rarvest tbat I reap'd — 

44 X came like Slater, and like 3Knd I go/' 





XXIX 
JS'CO this Universe, and Cdby not 

knowing 

f^or QXbence, like Slater willy-nilly 
flowing ; 

Hnd out of it, as (Hind along the QIaste, 
I know not Hlbitber, willy-nilly blowing. 

XXX 

Cttbat, without asking, bitber hurried SIbence? 
Hnd, without asking, dbitber hurried hence! 
Oh, many a Cup of this forbidden mine 
JVIust drown the memory of that insolence! 






XXXI 

from Garth's Centre through the 

Seventh Gate 

I rose, and on the Throne of 
Saturn sate, 

Hnd many a Knot unravel'd by the Road; 

But not the JVIaster-knot of Fuiman fate* 

XXXU 
There was the Door to which I found no Key; 
There was the Veil through which I might not see; 

Some little talk awhile of JVIe and Tfiee 
There was — and then no more of Tnee and JVIe* 



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xxxm 

HR/Cfi could not answer; nor the 
Seas that mourn 

In flowing purple, of their Lord 
forlorn ; 

J^or rolling fieaven, with all bis Signs reveal'd 

Hnd bidden by tbe sleeve of JSigbt and JVIorm 

XXXIV 

'Cben of tbe Zme in fie wbo worhs bebind 
'Cbe Veil, I lifted up my bands to find 

H Lamp amid tbe Darkness; and I beard, 
Hs from Hlitbout — " "Cne JMe «ao>iN 'Cnee bund! " 






XXXV 

DGfi to tbe Lip of this poor 

earthen dm 
I lean'd, the Secret of my Life 
to learn: 

Hnd Lip to Lip it murmur'd — "Hlbile you live, 
Drink! — for, once dead, you never shall return/' 

XXXVI 
X tbink the Vessel, that with fugitive 

Hrticulation answer'd, once did live, 

Hnd drink ; and Hb ! tbe passive Lip X kiss'd, 

Row many Kisses migbt it take — and give! 








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OR I remember stopping by the 
way 

JLo watcb a potter thumping bis wet 
Clay: 

Hud witb its all-obliterated Tongue 
It murmur'd — "Gently, Brother, gently, pray!" 

xxxvni 

Hnd bas not sucb a Story from of Old 
Down JVIan's successive generations roird 
Of sucb a cloud of saturated 6artb 
Cast by the JMafeer into fiuman mould? 








XXXIX 

f4D not a drop that from our Cups 

we throw 
for Gartb to drink of, but may 
steal below 

Co quench the fire of Hnguisb in some 6ye 
There bidden — far beneath, and long ago. 

XL 
Hs then the Tulip for her morning sup 
Of fteav'nly Vintage from the soil looks up, 
Do you devoutly do the like, till fteav'n 
Co Garth invert you — like an empty Cup. 



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or Divine, 
I'Co-morrow's tangle to the winds 
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Hnd lose your fingers in the tresses of 




Wfl\ Hbe Cypress-slender Minister of dine. 






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Hnd if tbe dine you drink, the Lip you press, 
6nd in what HU begins and ends in — Y e9 > 

Cbinh tben you are 'Codhy wbat ^esceRDHY 
You were — To-jmorrooi you sball not be less* 





XLIII 
O when the Hngel of the darker 

Drinh 

Ht last shall find you by the river- 
brinfe, 

Hnd, offering bis Cup, invite your Soul 

forth to your Lips to quaff — you shall not shrink 

XUV 
<Hby, if the Soul can fling the Dust aside, 
Hnd naked on the Hir of fieaven ride, 

HIere 't not a Shame — were f t not a Shame for him 
In this clay carcase crippled to abide? 





















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IS but a Tent where takes bis one 

day's rest 

H Sultan to tbe realm of Deatb 
addrest ; 

The Sultan rises, and tbe dark ferrasb 

Strikes, and prepares it for another Guest* 

XLVI 
Hnd fear not lest Gxistence closing your 

Hccount, and mine, should know the like no more; 

Zbc Gternal Saki from that Bowl has pour'd 

JVIillions of Bubbles like us, and will pour* 






XLVU 

r>ef4 Y ou a!ld l behind the Veil 

are past, 
Ob, but tbe long, long while the 

Olorld shall last, 
(Ubicb of our Coming and Departure heeds 
Hs the Sea's self should heed a pebble-cast. 

XLVIU 
H JMoment's Rait — a momentary taste 

Of BeiNe from tbe (Hell amid tbe QIaste — 

Hnd Lo! — tbe phantom Caravan has reacb'd 

The ]Soo>XN6 it set out from — Ob, make baste ! 



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xux 

OULD you that spangle of exist- 
ence spend 

Hbout o>e secaec — quick about 
it, friend! 

H fiair perhaps divides the false and True; 
Hnd upon what, pritbee, does life depend? 




H Rair perhaps divides the false and True; 
^es ; and a single Hlif were the clue — 

Could you but find it — to the Treasure-bouse, 
Hnd peradventure to XTne JVInsceR too; 






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ROSS secret presence, through 
Creation's veins 

Running Quicksilver-like eludes your 
pains ; 

taking all shapes from JVIah to JVIahi; and 
X^bey change and perish all — but Re remains; 

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H moment guess'd — then back behind the fold 
Immerst of Darkness round the Drama roird 

Cdbicb, for the pastime of Gternity, 
Re doth Rimself contrive, enact, behold* 




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LIU 
CTC if in vain, down on the stub- 
bom floor 

|Of Gartb, and up to fieavVs 
unopening Door, 
You gaze Tx>-dhy, while you are Y°u — how tben 
N||J 'Co-jmorrooi, Y ou w ^ en 9l*U be Y ou no ^iore ? 







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Qdaste not your F)our, nor in tbe vain pursuit 
Of 'Cbis and 'Cbat endeavour and dispute ; 

Belter be jocund with tbe fruitful Grape 
X^ban sadden after none, or bitter, fruit* 





LV 
Od fenow, my friends, with what a 

brave Carouse 

I made a Second Carriage in my 
bouse ; 

Divorced old barren Reason from my Bed, 
Hnd took tbe Daughter of tbe Vine to Spouse. 

LVI 

fbr " Is " and " Is-noc " though with Rule and Line, 
Hnd " Clp-HND-Doai^ " by Logic 1 define, 

Of all that one should care to fathom, I 
(Has never deep in anything but — dine* 



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ft, but my Computations, people 

say, 
Reduced the Year to better reckon- 
ing ? — )Nfay, 



X was only striking from the Calendar 
(Inborn Co-morrow and dead ^cstcvday. 

LVIU 
Hnd lately, by the 'Cavern Door agape, 
Came shining through the Dusk an Hngel Shape 

Bearing a Vessel on his Shoulder ; and 
Re bid me taste of it ; and 't was — the Grape ! 








ux 

R6 Grape that can with Logic 
absolute 

Zbc "Cwo-and-Seventy jarring Sects 
confute : 



The sovereign Hlcbemist that in a trice 
Life's leaden metal into Gold transmute: 

LX 

*Cbe mighty JMabmud, Hllab-breatbing Lord, 
Cbat all tbe misbelieving and black ftorde 

Of fears and Sorrows tbat infest tbe Soul 
Scatters before bim with bis whirlwind Sword* 










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f>Yt be this Juice the growth of 
6od, who dare 

Blaspheme the twisted tendril as 
a Snare? 



H Blessing, we should use it, should we not? 
Hnd if a Curse — why, then, <Hbo set it there ? 

LXU 

I must abjure the Balm of Life, I must, 

Scared by some Hfter-recfeoning ta'en on trust, 

Or lured with Rope of some Diviner Drinh, 
TLo fill the Cup — when crumbled into Dust ! 








LXIU 
f) threats of Ticll and Ropes of 

paradise ! 
One thing at least is certain — Cbis 

Life flies; 

One thing is certain and the rest is Lies; 
The flower that once has blown for ever dies* 

I LXIV 

Strange, is it not? that of the myriads who 

Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, 

I J^tot one returns to tell us of the Road, 

Cdhich to discover we must travel too. 





LXV 

R6 Revelations of Devout 

and Learn'd 

{jQbo rose before us, and as 
prophets burn'd, 

Hre all but Stories, wbicb, awoke from Sleep 

They told tbeir comrades, and to Sleep return'd* 

LXVI 

I sent my Soul tbrougb the Invisible, 

Some letter of that Hfter-life to spell : 

Hnd by and by my Soul retum'd to me, 
Hnd answer'd "X )VIyself am fieav'n and fiell:" 






LXVU 

GHV'JNr but the Vision of fulfiird 

Desire, 
Hud fiell the Shadow from a Soul 

011 fire 

Cast on the Darkness into which Ourselves, 
So late emerg'd from, shall so soon expire. 

Lxvm 

QXe are no other than a moving row 

Of JMagic Shadow-shapes that come and go 

Round with the Sun-illumin'd Lantern held 
In JMidnigbt by the JMaster of the Show ; 




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CTC helpless pieces of the 6atne 

Re plays 
|Opon this Cbequer-board of ]Sigbts 

and Days: 

Ritber and tbitber moves, and checks, and slays, 
Hnd one by one back in the Closet lays* 



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*Cbe Ball no question makes of Hyes and J^oes, 
But Rere or *Cbere as strikes tbe player goes; 

Hnd Re tbat toss'd you down into tbe field, 
Re knows about it all — ne knows — R6 knows! 








LXXI 
R6 JMoving finger writes; 

having writ, 



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JVIoves on: nor all your piety 
nor (Hit 

Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, 
J^or all your Tears wash out a Slord of it* 

LXXU 
Hnd that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, 
thereunder crawling coop'd we live and die, 

Lift not your hands to It for help — for it 
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IXf) Garths first Clay rbey did 
the Last Man knead, 

Hnd there of the Last fiarvest 
sow'd the Seed: 

Hnd the first JVIorning of Creation wrote 
Qlbat the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall read. 

LXXIV 

YesceRDHY ^h* 9 Day's )Madness did prepare; 
'Co-jmorroots Silence, 'Criumpb, or Despair: 

Drink! for you know not whence you came, 
nor why: 
Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where* 







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HeLL you this — HIben, started 

from the 6oal, 
Over the flaming shoulders of 

the foal 

Of fieav'n parwin and JMusbtari tbey flung, 
In my predestined plot of Dust and Soul 

LXXVI 

Cbe Vine bad struck a fibre : which about 

If clings my Being — let tbe Dervish flout ; 
Of my Base metal may be filed a Key, 
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ffV this I know: whether the one 

T>ue Light 

Kindle to Love, or SIratb-consume 
me quite. 

One flash of It within the TTavern caught 
Better than in the 'Cemple lost outright* 

LXXVUI 
QXhat! out of senseless ]Nfotbing to provoke 
H conscious Something to resent the yoke 
Of unpermitted pleasure, under pain 
Of everlasting penalties, if broke ! 










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fiTTC! from bis helpless Creature 

be repaid 

pure Gold for wbat be lent bitn 

dross-allay'd — 



Sue for a Debt we never did contract, 
Hnd cannot answer — Ob tbe sorry trade ! 

LXXX 

Ob Tbou, wbo didst witb pitfall and with gin 
Beset tbe Road I was to wander in, 

'Cbou wilt not witb predestin'd 6vil round 
6nmesb, and tben impute my fall to Sin ! 



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|fi T^bou, who JVIan of baser 6artb 

didst make, 

|Hnd ev'n with paradise devise tbe 
Snake : 

for all tbe Sin wberewitb tbe face of JNIan 

Is blacken'd — JMan's forgiveness give — and take I 




LXXXU 
Hs under cover of departing Day 
Slunk hunger-stricken Ramazan away, 

Once more within tbe potter's bouse alone 
X stood, surrounded by tbe Shapes of Clay. 





LXXXUI 
F>Hp6S of all Sorts and Sizes, 

great and small, 

*Cbat stood along the floor and by 

tbe wall; 

Hnd some loquacious vessels were ; and some 
Listen'd perbaps, but never talk'd at alU 

| LXXXIV 

Said one among tbem — "Surely not in vain 

JVIy substance of tbe common 6artb was ta'en 

Hnd to tbis figure moulded, to be broke, 

Or trampled back to sbapeless 6artb again/' 




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RG]^ said a Second — "ffe'er a 

peevish Boy 
Cdould break the Bowl from wbicb 



be drank in joy; 
Hnd Re tbat with bis band tbe Vessel made 
n^^lj dill surely not in after Hlratb destroy/' 






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Hfter a momentary silence spake 

Some Vessel of a more ungainly make: 

"Tlbey sneer at me for leaning all awry: 
Olbat ! did tbe Rand tben of tbe potter sbake ? n 





Lxxxvn 

ReRGTrc some one of the loqua- 
cious Lot — 

X think a Sufi pipkin — waxing 
hot — 

"HU this of pot and potter — Tell me then, 
<nbo is tbe potter, pray, and who the pot?" 

LXXXVIU 
"Why,-' said another, "Some there are who tell 

Of one who threatens be will toss to fiell 

'Che luckless pots be marr'd in making — pisb ! 

Re's a Good fellow, and 'twill all be well/' 



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6LL/' murmur'd one, " Let whoso 

make or buy, 

JVIy Clay with long Oblivion is 
gone dry: 

But fill me with tbe old familiar ^uice, 

JVIetbinks I might recover by and by/' 

XC 

So while tbe Vessels one by one were speaking, 

'Cbe little JVIoon look'd in tbat all were seeking: 

Hnd then tbey jogg'd each other, " Brother ! Brother ! 
f^ow for tbe porter's shoulder-knot a-creaking ! tf 





XCI 
ft, with the 6rape my fading 

Life provide, 

Hnd wash the Body whence the 
Life has died, 



Hnd lay me, shrouded in the living Leaf, 
By some not unfrequented Garden-side* 

XCU 

That ev'n my buried Hsbes such a snare 
Of Vintage shall fling up into the Hir 
Hs not a True-believer passing by 



But shall be overtaken unaware* 





xcm 

JVfDeeD the Idols I have loved 
so long 

Rave done my credit in this QXorld 
much wrong: 
Rave drown'd my 6lory in a shallow Cup, 
Hnd sold my Reputation for a Song* 

XCIV 

Indeed, indeed, Repentance oft before 

I swore — but was I sober when I swore ? 

Hnd then and then came Spring, and Rose-in-band 
JVIy tbread-bare penitence apieces tore* 





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|]NDD much as Hline has play'd 
the Infidel, 

|Hnd robb'd me of my Robe of 
fionour — Cttcll, 
1 wonder often what the Vintners buy 
One half so precious as the stuff tbey sell. 

XCVI 
Yet Hb, tbat Spring sbould vanish with the Rose! 

'Chat youth's sweet-scented manuscript sbould close ! 

*Cbe JHigbtingale tbat in the branches sang, 

Hb whence, and whither flown again, who hnows! 





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OQLD but the Desert of the 

fountain yield 
One glimpse — if dimly, yet indeed, 

reveal'd, 

Zo which tbe fainting Traveller migbt spring, 
Hs springs tbe trampled herbage of tbe field! 

XCVIU 
Olould but some winge'd Hngel ere too late 
Hrrest tbe yet unfolded Roll of fate, 

Hnd make tbe stem Recorder otherwise 
Gnregister, or quite obliterate! 





XCIX 
R Love! could you and 1 with 

Rim conspire 

'Co grasp this sorry Scheme of 

Things entire, 

KHould not we shatter it to bits — and then 
Re-mould it nearer to the Reart's desire! 




^on rising JMoon that looks for us again — 
Row oft hereafter will she wax and wane; 

Row oft hereafter rising look for us 
Through this same Garden — and for one in vain! 





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JVD when like ber, ob Saki, you 

shall pass 
Hmong tbe Guests Star-scatter'd 

on tbe Grass, 

Hud in your joyous errand reacb tbe spot 

Qlbere I made One — turn down an empty Glass! 



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